It's been a week since Colin Creevey was attacked.

Everyone finally stopped being forgetful, especially the wizards born in Muggle families, who were especially careful about matters related to their own lives, for fear that they would become the next Colin Creevey.

Of course, there are always people who are exceptions.

Albert has been busy lately and is preparing to make his first contact with Tom Riddle's diary. Because of Quirrell's experience, Albert was not so arrogant as to think that he could control everything.

Quirrell completely underestimated Voldemort back then, thinking that he could control the other party, so he would end up in that kind of situation.

Albert didn't dare to underestimate Voldemort at all, even if Tom in the diary was just a young wizard.

After he was ready, Albert took the box containing Tom Riddle out of the Room of Requirement and studied it.

At the moment, Albert was doing his research, and he wouldn't let Riddle know his true colors, and God knows if he would be able to perceive what was going on outside the diary.

After all, in the end, Riddle ran out of his diary.

Albert threw the Lockhart hair he had collected into a small cup of a syrup-thick compound potion, and the hair hissed and bubbled as soon as it came into contact with the potion.

After a few seconds, the potion turned as deep blonde as Lockhart's hair.

"I wish this thing tasted better. Albert grunted. Although he didn't expect anything from this, he still drank all the compound potions in the cup in one go.

The taste of the compound potion was hard to describe, a bit like overcooked cabbage, which made Albert want to gag.

"Damn it!"

Albert coughed dryly twice, and he could feel the effects of the compound potion taking effect.

[After the compound medicine entered the stomach, a terrible burning sensation quickly spread from the stomach to the whole body, reaching the fingers, toes, and even all over the body.

I could feel my internal organs churning, and if it weren't for the combination medicine, I even wondered if I would have suffered from some serious illness and could have died on the spot at any moment.

Suggestion: For people with serious medical conditions, it is best not to use the combination medicine to avoid getting sick during the taking process. 】

Albert's consciousness was quite tough, and at least after taking the compound potion, he was able to control the quill next to him to record his feelings after taking the compound medicine in his diary.

Albert stood in front of the dressing mirror, looking up at himself in the mirror, because of the effect of the potion, he was gasping for breath, his facial features were wriggling and deformed like hot wax, looking extremely strange and penetrating.

[It was a terrible feeling, as if the skin all over my body was melting like hot wax.] 】

I watched as my hands began to grow bigger, my fingers thickened, and my whole body swelled because of the effects of the medicine.

Fortunately, Albert had already put on a new robe for himself in advance, so that his clothes were not torn due to the deformation of the compound potion.

The transformation lasted only a few seconds, and it came suddenly and quickly.

Standing in front of the dressing mirror, the person panting was no longer Albert, but Lockhart, who was dressed a little scruffily.

Everything stopped.

"I really don't know how little Claude has been taking compound medicine for most of the year. Albert took a deep breath and looked at his current body, still a little unaccustomed.

"Sure enough, the wizard's endurance is not an ordinary pervert. He muttered, and after tidying up his clothes a little, he began to look up the records of the compound potion he had just taken, and wrote down some of his personal experiences in it.

After Albert finished writing, he walked to the box in the diary, which was made of dragon leather, which was very insulated from magic.

There is also a wooden box in the dragon leather box, which is made of the Dharma Protector Tree, which has a strong protective magic spell cast by Albert, which can effectively isolate black magic, and even the secret detector cannot detect any traces of black magic inside.

As for whether these protections can effectively isolate the penetration of Horcruxes, Albert actually doesn't know, but even if he has these protections, he won't want to carry Horcruxes with him.

The third layer is a box made by Nicol Lemay, and after Albert opens the box, he uses a magic control glove to remove the diary from the metal box.

Of course, he would not touch the Horcrux directly with his hands, and even if he brought himself a dragon skin glove, Albert did not want to touch the Horcrux directly to avoid being affected by the Horcrux.

While this shouldn't have been controlled by the Horcruxes, Albert didn't want to risk it.

After placing Tom Riddle's journal on the table, Albert pulled out the various styles of dark magic detectors that the house-elves had purchased.

The first is the speculum, a dark magic detector that looks like a glass spinning top, and when Albert placed it next to the journal, it didn't glow or spin, meaning there were no suspicious people around.

[The speculum does not react to Horcruxes.] 】

The quill writes such a sentence in the diary.

[Sure enough, Tom Riddle's Horcrux can't be counted as a human, so the speculum doesn't react, which also verifies why the human trace spell doesn't react to Tom.] 】

Next, Albert took a slender gold rod and poked it at Tom's diary, the honesty detector had a certain attraction before it touched the diary, and the tip emitted a faint glow.

[The Honesty Detector reacts, proving that the diary is indeed enchanted.] 】

Then there is the Crypto, which is used by the Ministry of Magic to detect dark magic items, unlike the Honest Detector, which is used by the Ministry of Magic to detect dark magic items, and will immediately emit a buzzing alarm whenever it touches it.

[The detector reacts, proving that the diary is indeed a black magic item.] 】

[Tom's diary has been routinely tested, and it is unknown if Tom Riddle in the diary is able to peer into the outside world.] 】

In the end, Riddle was strong enough to appear outside the diary, and even use a wand like an entity, and he didn't know what situation Riddle was in the journal right now, but he had to guard against it.

Next, he began to drip ink on the diary, which shone brightly for a second, and then disappeared as if sucked into the paper.

Albert was in a hurry to write in the journal, but continued to drip on the page.

It's just that this time it's an ordinary water droplet, and the water droplet is not absorbed by the diary, but wets the diary.

[Riddle's diary was actually wet with water, does that mean it can be ignited by flames?]

Albert began to try to control the glove to tear a page from the journal, but failed, and even the final use of the cutting charm could not hurt the journal.

Sure enough, as he remembered, the Horcrux was protected by strong magic, and it would not be destroyed at will.

But...... Why does the diary get wet with water?

Is this unreasonable?

[Can I soak the diary and tear off the pages of the diary?]

After Albert thought about it, he wrote down the idea and prepared to test it another day.

He now left a page of his diary alone, looking like a prisoner preparing to have his head cut off.

"The flames are blazing. ”

Albert raised his wand and tried to burn it on that page, the flames blazing, but they quickly extinguished again, causing no damage to the diary.

Next, I tried it again with an ordinary flame, but it didn't work.

[Flames cannot deal damage to Horcruxes.] (You can consider Fierce Fire.) ）】

After a brief test, Tom Riddle still showed no signs of it.

[Perhaps, you can consider using "throwing the diary into the manure pit as a threat" to see if you can force him out.] 】

His diary of experiments reads, but the line is quickly spent, "Forget it, after all, I'm going to try to do a communication study on Tom, and it wouldn't be nice if it stinks." ”

"Hello, Tom. ”

The quill pen wrote as Albert wished.

The line of writing flashed on the paper and was sucked in, leaving no trace.

However, the diary showed no other reaction.

"Whoa, is this already wary of me?" Albert said with narrowed eyes, "That's not going to work. ”